She Killed My Ex

Chapter 49 Follow Me

Chapter 49 Follow Me

Caroline felt a pain in her chin, and Bentley suddenly got close to Caroline and said, "See clearly who I am."

The cold voice and the familiar feeling made Caroline wake up a lot in an instant. Caroline asked in surprise, "Why are you..."

"Why am I here?" Bentley interrupted Caroline and sneered, "Why are you asking me? Don't you know that one of my pleasures is to watch you suffer?"

On the side, Cyrus was shocked and glanced at Bentley's right hand.

Cyrus thought, "Mr. Shawn's right hand is still dripping with blood. Why didn't he make it clear to Ms. Jameson?"

Bentley shook Caroline's chin off rudely and suddenly stood up. Bentley looked down at Caroline and said, "Get up. Follow me if you're not dead."

Caroline on the sofa was very different from the confident woman three years ago. Besides, she had just experienced a moment of life and death, looking beat-up. Although Cyrus didn't like Caroline, Cyrus walked forward and stretched out his hand to help Caroline.

"Doesn't she have feet?" Bentley's cold gaze fell on Cyrus, which made Cyrus suddenly give an involuntary shudder. Cyrus withdrew his hand and silently stepped aside.

Caroline glanced up at Bentley and only saw Bentley's cold look. Then Caroline slowly propped up the sofa, as if in slow motion in a movie, and she stood up extremely slowly. But in others' opinions, Caroline did this very deliberately and pretended to be lame.

A drowning person who was rescued on the spot would be weaker, but he wouldn't be as extremely weak as Caroline was.

Even Cyrus didn't take pity on Caroline anymore.

Bentley lowered his head and condescendingly watched Caroline stand up.

Bentley asked blankly, "Did you break your leg?"

Caroline grasped the sofa secretly and let go just after a second. Without any explanation, Caroline just quietly clenched her fists. With all her willpower, Caroline quickened her pace to keep up with the person in front of her.

Suddenly, Caroline stopped beside Dawson, stretched out to spread her hand in front of Dawson.

Dawson didn't understand Caroline's meaning. Because of Caroline's pause, Bentley, walking in front, also stopped and looked at Caroline without any words. Bentley quietly watched Caroline's every movement.

Caroline just compressed her lips and stared at Dawson in front of her. Caroline put her hand closer to Dawson.

Dawson's glasses flopped on the bridge of his nose, and Dawson was no longer as dashing as before. After the flood, both his hairstyle and his clothes were messy.

Looking at Caroline's palm, Dawson blinked and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Give me money. Have you forgotten? You promised to give me two million dollars as the performance fee."

Caroline's rough voice sounded even worse because of choking and drowning. It sounded like gravel rubbing. The voice was unpleasant and made people feel an itchy throat.

Dawson couldn't help clearing his throat. He quickly took out his wallet from his arms. The check was already wet, and it was useless. Dawson hesitated and thought that Caroline and Bentley must have a special relationship. Then Dawson gritted his teeth and took out a bank card from his wallet.

"Ms. Jameson, the check is already wet. Here's the bank card."

As Dawson was speaking, a voice suddenly sounded.

"She dares to accept the money. Do you really dare give it to her?"

Dawson's hand trembled for a moment. Dawson looked at Bentley aside in astonishment.

"Mr. Shawn, do you mean that the money will not be given to Ms. Jameson?" Dawson was a businessman, and he naturally knew Bentley's implications when he heard Bentley's words. But Dawson was not sure and had a weird feeling in his heart.

Bentley didn't even look at Dawson and didn't retort, which showed that Dawson was right.

Caroline's face was grey and bloodless. Carolin suddenly turned her head and shouted, "Why? This is the reward I won by risking my life! Mr. Shawn! You can't and you're not qualified to make this decision!"

Carolin was so angry that she almost forgot to be lowly!

Even so, Carolin was still the lowly woman with only her broken body left!

"Why?" Bentley had a false smile and thought, "Just because I saved your life!" Bentley was very angry and looked at Caroline coldly. Bentley yelled, "Just because of me!"

"It's my money. It's what I deserve." Caroline's eyes were red, and Caroline quickly lowered her head. Caroline told herself, "Caroline, don't cry. There is nothing to cry about. No matter how difficult it is, I have already experienced it. I'm just being fooled. It's nothing."

"It's just because my life is worthless. It's so cheap that I can use it to make a bet. When I decide to risk my life, it's no longer mine. It's just an exchange in a transaction. There is always a time when deals fail. Caroline, there is nothing to be upset about. After Delores's death, there will be nothing worth my tears, and neither can Bentley!"

"Your money? You think you deserve it, right? If everyone can get what they deserve in this world, there will be no saying that all the previous efforts are wasted. And you... You deserve to go to hell, don't you?"

Caroline lowered her head and opened her eyes wide. Caroline stared at her toes and thought, "That's right. I should go to hell, but it has nothing to do with Winnie!"

"You asked me why. I'm telling you. This is the Royal Club, and I call the shot." Caroline heard Bentley's cold voice. "As for the reason, I'm telling you. It's because your life is not worth two million dollars."

An invisible sword pierced through Caroline's heart fiercely!

Caroline subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest. She really wanted to press her chest tightly and suppress the pain. Caroline stretched out her hand in the air but gently dropped to her leg. Caroline said rationally, "You're right. My life is worthless."

Bentley was the one who said that Caroline's life was worthless and Caroline should go to hell. However, when Caroline really said this, Bentley was irritable for no reason.

Pulling his hair irritably, Bentley shouted rudely, "Follow me!" Then Bentley turned around to leave.

Caroline followed Bentley in silence.

Bentley walked quickly. Caroline gritted her teeth tightly and tried her best to keep up with Bentley in front of her.

Caroline's leg was so painful that Caroline felt as if her bones cracked. There was nothing else but only pain in her left waist.

A cold sweat broke out on Caroline's forehead. There were layers of cold sweat in pain for Caroline, who had never sweated in the summer sun. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Caroline was soaked to the skin. Even if she was dripping with cold sweat, no one could know whether it was sweat or water.

Bentley took the lead and stepped into the elevator. When Bentley raised his head, he saw Caroline was still 13 feet away from him. Bentley couldn't help but frown.

"You're too slow," Bentley shouted coldly.

Caroline said in a rough voice, "Coming right up." Caroline gritted her teeth and didn't care about the pain. She quickened her pace again and chased after Bentley.

As soon as Caroline entered the elevator, Caroline panted, "Mr. Shawn, I'm sorry. Luckily, I caught up." After speaking, Caroline rolled her eyes and then fell straight to the ground.

Bentley's heart lurched. Before Bentley realized, he stretched out to hold Caroline in his arms and shouted, "Caroline! Don't play dumb!" When Bentley lowered his head, Bentley opened his eyes wide and found that Caroline's lips were pale with death. Bentley suffered the heartache unconsciously at this moment and then hugged Caroline at once.

"Caroline, wake up! Wake up!"

Bentley took out the phone and made a call, "Where's Anderson? Is Anderson here? Let him come to the 28th floor! Hurry up!"